Biography of Jacques Tahureau
Jacques Tahureau, was born in Mans in 1527, and died in Paris in 1555 at the age of 28. He was a French Renaissance Poet.
Jacques Tahureau was born in Mans, France in 1527. He was a good scholar and studied the Latin and Greek languages at the University of Angers. Following this he took part in the wars of Henri II against the Emperor Charles Quint.
On his return to France, Tahureau took up residence in Paris and mixed with a number of poets including Pleiad and Jodelle. In 1554 he published his first collection of his own poetry, which included several sonnets and odes.
The following year he was married to a young woman named Marie Grené. Also that in that year he entrusted his manuscript Dialogues to a bookseller, but was unable to see it published due to his sudden death on 28th September 1555. Dialogues of Jacques Tahureau, gentleman of Mans was therefore published posthumously in 1556 and later republished fifteen times. As the title suggests, the piece is presented as a dialogue between two characters: Démocritic and Cosmophile.
Jacques Tahureau's Works:
Dialogues of Jacques Tahureau, Gentleman of Mans (1556)
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Jacques Tahureau Poems
The high Midnight was garlanding her head With many a shining star in shining skies, And, of her grace, a slumber on mine eyes, And, after sorrow, quietness was shed.
Shadows Of His Lady
Within the sand of what far river lies The gold that gleams in tresses of my Love? What highest circle of the Heavens above Is jewelled with such stars as are her eyes?
Ode: Si En Un Lieu Solitaire
Si en un lieu solitaire Les ennuis me font retraire Pour me plaindre tout seulet, Si je cherche les montagnes,
Shadows Of His Lady
Within the sand of what far river lies
The gold that gleams in tresses of my Love?
What highest circle of the Heavens above
Is jewelled with such stars as are her eyes?
And where is the rich sea whose coral vies
With her red lips, that cannot kiss enough?
What dawn-lit garden knew the rose, whereof
The fled soul lives in her cheeks’ rosy guise?